Hey! That os my first published fanfic about Emmet and Rosalie and I know it probably sucks, but I did my best, so I hope you enjoyed it :)
Special thanks goes to Realynn8. She checked my story and gave her opinion about everything. Thank you!! :*
An Angel Above Me
It was ages since I saw a face as beautiful as hers. It was easy to imagine that the bear wasn't killing me. But in fact he was.
Well, let me tell you my story first.
I was twenty years old when my one and true love just left me. She was eighteen and had the most amazing brown eyes and black hair. I loved her as I haven't loved anyone before. Or so I thought.
Well, she left me and I went into the woods. It was easy, getting lost and never being found again, dying somewhere far away, in some unknown place.
The bear attack surprised me. I expected to die from starving, maybe jump from some high cliff, but no. That bear just HAD to attack me and so I would have to die in pain.
But then the girl showed up. First, I thought she was my angel, my guide to the next world, but then she attacked the bear. I was looking at her – half dead – dancing around the bear, jumping on it, and in all the time she was looking at me, checking, if I was still alive.
Then the bear collapsed and the angel ran to me.
"Are you okay?" she asked in a really quiet voice. I didn't have strength to nod. I was just looking at her amazingly topaz eyes, thinking: This must be heaven. Then I passed out.
Next thing I remember is fire. Fire, running through me, hurting me. The pain was unbearable; I couldn't believe something can be so painful, so horrible. But slowly, ages passed and it stopped.
It was then that I started hearing voices. First thing I heard was the beautiful voice that belonged to my angel. I wanted to move, but the pain was still there.
"How is he, Carlisle? It took him more time to turn than me." She seemed worried. Like I meant something to her.
"Shh, Rose, he's going to be fine, just a little thirsty." She sighed softly.
It was another decade until the pain totally stopped, but then I opened my eyes. It was my angel I saw, sitting next to me, holding my hand.
"Angel," I whispered and touched her cheek. It seemed … different. I could see everything about her so clear. She was the most beautiful creature I ever saw.
"Who are you?"
"Rosalie."
"Rosalie … you are my angel." She smiled.
"Who are you?"
"Don't you know me? I'm Emmet." She smiled more widely and leaned over me.
"Welcome to my world, Emmet." Then she pressed her lips on mine and kissed me.